Dear Aya...
Is that even what I should be calling you anymore? I don't know. But then again, maybe I don't know anything at all.
I guess you've probably wondered why in all the time we were in Weiß I never said anything about that letter you sent me after we dealt with Liott. Well... I can't tell you I didn't get it, since I obviously did. And I can't claim I brushed it off as a joke, seeing how I'm sitting here writing this now--even if it doesn't make a difference.
So let me write this, Aya, Ran, whoever you are... it doesn't really matter. You've probably forgotten all about me and that letter. But let me write this.
When you first came to us--no, when Ken first brought you... I took you up to my room after Ken dumped you on the couch. I watched you while you slept, did you know that? No... of course not. And as soon as you woke, I taunted you about the name you called out--Aya, which became your name. Truth was... I was jealous of that girl, and that's why I bothered.
All right, I can just see you rolling your eyes at me, but come on, Aya! You have to know how goddamn beautiful you are.
There. I said it. You'd probably hate me for it, but at least I said it. You're one of the coldest bastards I've ever met... but no one in all my playing around, my joking... no one has come close to your beauty, your fiery hair, your violet eyes...
So... when I got that letter from you, I tried to ignore it. I mean, what the hell else was I supposed to do? Answer it? And say what?
But when Neu died... when I killed her... that letter was the only thing that kept me from following Asuka's ghost and try to gain forgiveness from a girl I lost too long ago.
But I still didn't say anything.
OK, I'll admit it. I was an idiot to not say anything. I was a fool to not see what you were going through when Aya-chan went missing. There is no justification for it.
And now, Aya... now I can't even tell you anything. Schuldich warned me this would happen if I waited too long, but I never wanted to believe that someone I respected so much would be so stupid. I guess I should've tried a little harder... but it's a little late for regrets now.
So, as I sit here, Aya, staring at you as you just lie there, oblivious to the world... as I listen to Omi's sobs and Ken's quiet cursing, I write you this letter back. You promised me you would stay. You said you'd always be there.
Aya... Ran... don't let go. Don't slip away. You did your best to leave everyone behind--hell, you would've succeeded if the happy couple hadn't stopped by to see how you were doing. Do you know what it was like for them to see you lying in a pool of your own blood with a katana--your katana--in your chest with your hands still clutching the hilt?
I'm sorry, Aya. I just hope I'll be able to tell you... something.
~Yohji
Ok, ok, I'm sorry this took so long. And I promise an epilogue within the next month. You can hold me to that one.
